Jarvis who has seen through everything

Baker Street - 221B.

In the early morning, John Watson opened the door and walked to the kitchen. After walking a few steps, he retreated again.

He looked at Sherlock standing behind the window in surprise, and couldn't help asking, "Sherlock? What are you doing?"

Sherlock kept his movements unchanged, "I'm peeping."

"..." Watson raised his voice, "I don't think I heard clearly, what are you doing?!"

"You heard me clearly." Sherlock growled impatiently, "I'm peeping! Peeping! Do you need me to spell it for you again?! Peeping!"

"Of course I don't need you to spell it, I know how to spell that word!" Watson strode up to him, pulled down the curtain forcefully, so that he couldn't continue to look outside, "But why are you peeping?!"

Sherlock was quite dissatisfied with Watson's actions, he said: "The house opposite has new residents yesterday."

"But so what?" said Watson. "I saw them yesterday. They were two college students. I went over to say hello to them."

"Because that stupid serial killer was caught after they came yesterday!" Sherlock said very dissatisfied, the resentment on his face could soar to the sky, "I thought he would be a smart criminal, but he was stupidly caught. He sent his own game to Scotland Yard, stupid! Boring!"

"The criminal was caught?" Watson said in surprise, and he hurried to get the newly arrived newspaper on the table. The headline on it was the news of the serial killer being caught, "This is a good thing, what they did was right, You have no reason to go just because of this, to spy on them."

"They're not ordinary people!" Sherlock walked around the house barefoot, speaking quickly, "It's impossible for people to live in this street, but they actually moved in."

Watson: "We just moved here, why don't you let others live in this street?"

"Didn't that stupid fat man let you understand?!" Sherlock said, "He is a control freak. As long as I live here, everything here will be monitored by him. He can't just put two ordinary foreign students live in."

"International students?"

"Yes, yes, although one of them has a perfect British accent, it can't hide that they are Americans, aha! Two Americans! How could that fat man put two Americans of unknown origin? Where is the person living opposite to my residence? There must be something wrong here!" Sherlock thought, he jumped onto the sofa, then jumped down again and took out nicotine tablets from the drawer and stuck them on his arms.

"But..." Before Watson finished speaking, Sherlock interrupted him roughly.

"Shut up! You're interrupting my thinking!"

"..."

……

After the two arrived at the apartment from Scotland Yard yesterday, it was late, but fortunately the house had already been cleaned and some special things had been arranged.

Such as cameras, such as alarms, such as various warning devices.

So the two of them just need to simply pack their luggage.

Because they drank too much coffee at Scotland Yard, neither of them had much appetite to eat, so dinner was over. Although neither of them were ordinary people, after a long journey for a whole day, they ran into the chain again. The killer, who spent several hours at the police station, was mentally, if not physically, exhausted.

So the two of them took a rest early.

The next morning, both of them got up very early.

Peter opened the curtains, the sunlight came in, he stretched himself, and suddenly he felt a warm sight coming from the opposite side, but because the spider sensor didn't sound, so he guessed it might be a neighbor who was curious about the new residents .

After a pause, he closed the curtains again.

He didn't like this sight too intensely.

After a brief wash, Peter went downstairs.

The size of this house is not too small, with four bedrooms, two living rooms, a basement and an attic, it is quite spacious for two boys to live in.Both of them randomly picked a room upstairs yesterday and lived in it.

As soon as he went down the stairs, Peter smelled fried eggs.

Downstairs, Jarvis, in his pink apron, was coming out of the kitchen with a plate.

"Good morning, Peter."

"Good morning." Peter walked into the kitchen to help Jarvis bring out the toast that had just been tested. "Did you make these? It looks really good!"

"I've prepared fried eggs, bacon, toast, fruit salad, and milk." Jarvis took off his apron. "We still have an hour, and there's plenty of time."

With a piece of toast in his mouth, Peter looked at his watch, "Oh, yes, we're going to report today, but we don't have classes today, and tomorrow is the weekend, what are you going to do this afternoon?"

Jarvis bit his fork, thought for a while, and replied, "I probably want to go around and see the scenery. How about you?"

"I don't have any plans, why don't we go with you." Peter shrugged, "Why don't we go to London Bridge, I heard that the bridge has collapsed many times."

Jarvis smiled, "Yes, I remember a nursery rhyme was written just for it." Jarvis cleared his throat and hummed: "London Bridge, collapsed,

collapsed, collapsed,

London Bridge is coming down,

collapsed, collapsed,

London Bridge is coming down..."

"Cough!" Peter choked. He coughed and said amusedly, "Is this an English nursery rhyme?"

Jarvis nodded.

Peter: "Then I think we should write a song for New York too, about the bad guys in New York who wanted to destroy the world in those years."

Jarvis took a sip of milk, and a circle of milk stains remained on his mouth. After hearing what Peter said, he couldn't help laughing.

"you're right."

The young man's smile was as bright as the sun, and there seemed to be countless tiny stars shining in his crooked eyes, which were bright and dazzling, but a circle of white milk traces just plainly added a bit of stupidity to him.

Peter turned his head silently.

ok, so cute...

……

Baker Street is not too far from the University of London, you only need to walk to get there, and both of them happen to be the kind of people who like to walk to school, so the sports car specially brought by Tony is ignored in front of the door, and they can only It attracts the envious eyes of passers-by, but it cannot arouse the interest of its owner.

After entering the school gate, the two went to the other side, and they split into two groups, because it was very unfortunate that the teaching buildings where the two were located, one was in the east of the campus, and the other was in the west of the campus, which happened to be two opposite corners, far apart.

After bidding farewell to Peter, Jarvis walked towards the teaching building of the Department of Psychology,

London is known as the capital of smog, because at the beginning of the twentieth century, most Londoners used coal as fuel, and the large amount of smog produced, coupled with the London climate, caused the famous smog in London, although later the London government Keith restricted or Prohibiting the use of fuels that produce thick smoke, and even directly implementing the ban on smoking, has significantly improved the air quality in London, but it still cannot be completely eliminated.

In the early morning at the University of London, you can see a thin layer of mist covering the campus, giving people a hazy beauty.

An art student who is insane and trapped in the abyss of art, a pale and thin boy, standing under the fountain, letting the fine mist spray on his body, his long hair is slightly soaked, He turned a blind eye to the coolness of the morning, closed his eyes, and softly recited Shakespeare's sonnets, full of emotion.

The students passing by are used to it, probably because this scene is very common.

Jarvis, who was not in a hurry, paused for a while, stood not far from him and looked at him, until the other's hair was soaked, the corners of his clothes began to drip, and the sonnet was recited before he started to walk towards the teaching building again. go.

The poem reads well, but there is something wrong with the brain, and the visual inspection shows that this person will catch a cold.

……

Not far away, Jarvis met an acquaintance.

Not too familiar, it's Ella Greenoway, the girl from the chemistry department, she looks a little dazed, holding the school map in her hand, looking around, but she can't find her way.

"Lost?" Jarvis stepped forward and asked lightly.

Ella was taken aback, but when she saw clearly who was coming, she breathed a sigh of relief, she squeezed the map nervously, her eyes kept wandering, and she didn't dare to put it on Jarvis, " ...yes, yes, I'm going to report to the chemistry department office..."

Jarvis smiled slightly, and involuntarily lowered his voice, "I remember you are from the Department of Chemistry, right? I happen to be on the way, how about I take you there?"

Ella froze for a moment, her eyes widened slightly, and she thanked in a low voice: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." With that said, Jarvis took the schoolbag from Ella's shoulder and walked forward.

Ella stared at Jarvis's back in a daze for a few seconds, then hurriedly followed, half of her face covered by heavy glasses blushed slightly where Jarvis didn't pay attention.

After sending Ella to the office of the chemistry department, Jarvis said goodbye to her and hurried to the teaching building of psychology.

I was delayed by two things, and if I didn't hurry up, I would be late.

The reported psychology professor's office is on the third floor of the teaching building. Jarvis quickly waited up the stairs and ran all the way to the office. The figure of the handsome young man running in the stairwell attracted the attention of several girls.

"Please come in." After knocking on the door, after hearing these words, Jarvis pushed the door and entered, his neatly dressed appearance did not reveal the movement he had just made.

At the desk, a well-dressed man in a suit was flipping through the documents. He looked up at Jarvis and said, "Jarvis Stark, who is here to report?"

"Hello." Jarvis nodded with a smile.

"Hello." The other party extended his hand and shook Jarvis's hand. "Professor Brooklyn is on leave for some reason, so I will take his place temporarily. I will be your professor for the next month."

"I'm Hannibal Lecter."

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